Hail Tyr, Radiant Lord and Guardian of Honour in a dishonorable world!
You are living glory and might , Your sense of justice is praised in the Nine Worlds, is signed in the most brilliant star of the night sky called the North Star, Polaris.
Blessed be Thou, Icon of Justice and Honour!
Praised be Thou Glorious Master of the Sword!
Adored be Thou Champion of the Victorious Battle!
Great honour to You, Mighty Sky-Father of the Ancient Times.
Thank You Mighty Tyr, for Your honour and values You instill in the hearts of Your kin.
Thank You Great Saxnot, for Your daily presence in our lives, Radiant NorthStar, paragon of true honour and fiery courage.
Thank You Divine Ziu for always being among us, the ones who believe in You, the kin who live under Your Holy Rune Tiwaz.
In You we trust, in You our oaths hold true, in You our feets stand strong.
Eternal victory is Yours!

Today I ask for Your powerful boons for my comrades here by this Holy Shrine.
On this day, Your day, please, bless all my Sword Brothers and Shield Sisters, forever entwined in You, our Brilliant North Star.
May You all Your loyal warriors, here by Your Holy shrine, always grant victory and the truly justice.
Thank You my Mighty Lord, for Your daily presence in the lives of Your warriors.
Thank You, Asa Tyr, for Your Sacred Sword that cuts our paths.

Herzliche Grüsse an Elaine aus Alabama, Schildschwester und Freundin aus fernem Land:
Möge dich unser mächtiger Herr stets auf gerechten Pfad des Kriegers leiten, schützend Seine göttliche Hand bei dir.
Möge Seine strahlende Präsenz stets dich umgeben.
Mögest du niemals ohne Seinen Segen sein.
Hail Tyr!

Heartfelt Samhain wishes to all Tyrians here by this Sacred Place.
May the old pass and new paths open up.
May the Mighty Tyr, Ziu, Saxnot guide your ways and always be by your side.
HE shall bless you all.
Hail Tyr,Lord of Honour and Sword!

Happy Halloween/Walpurgisnacht/Samhain to you Lord Tyr and all who dine in your hall and to all your faithful warriors everywhere.

Lord Tyr, my beloved Liege,
You know that I - yeah, me your lifelong warrioress that you've diligently and patiently trained for so long - have been terrified by the legal action unjustly taken against me (not only for myself, but for the others involved). Even after you clearly showed me your thurse-power, the specter of your fury, I was beset by shivering so hard my teeth chattered together. Doesn't sound like me, does it?
This morning I got the phone call that it's over. It's settled.
Thank you that I don't have to deal with this anymore. I feel like I can breathe again. And I thank you for using this to show me who are you. I love you so, so much, Tyr. I love you without even the awesome and almighty ways you show your favor. I love you for being who you are. Hail to you forever, God!

Tyvar means Gods; Tyr means God. That's all, God.

Tyr -- Among our ancestral gods, you are the one who needs no other title but God!
God, great God, I have loved you with the intensity of a lover. Last week, you graced me to glimpse the Specter of your Justice, in broad daylight, in a flash of storm-warning grey with "tongues" of yellowish or orangish or red, on the north side of your outdoor shrine. And I felt the chill of your homeland, feel it yet. If I ever doubted the justification for calling you the Prince from Jotunheim, I no longer doubt now. You are monstrous, Leavings of the Wolf, you are the terror of your opponents in a battlefield that only you control.
You know that I love you. What I ask of you now is that you teach me how to show the world the infinite respect I feel for you.
I offer you the way I live my life, and I offer the world the witness that I give to your tranfomative power